Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748; John Wesley, 1703-1791 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #429 (1985) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath;
and when my voice is lost in death,
praise shall employ my nobler powers.
My days of praise shall ne’er be past
while life and thought and being last,
or immortality endures.
2 How happy they whose hopes rely
on Israel's God, who made the sky
and earth and seas with all their train;
whose truth for ever stands secure,
who saves the oppressed, and feeds the poor.
And none shall find his promise vain.
3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind;
the Lord supports the fainting mind
and sends the laboring conscience peace.
He helps the stranger in distress,
the widowed and the fatherless,
and grants the prisoner sweet release.
4 I’ll praise him while he lends me breath;
and when my voice is lost in death,
praise shall employ my nobler powers.
My days of praise shall ne'er be past
while life and thought and being last,
or immortality endures.
Topics: Praise to God Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath